I had a dream last night that my 3 year old granddaughter, Lexi, could sing. I mean, really sing - like a prodigy, not just like every other Primary kid. She had a little book of music, and she was just belting out the tunes like a Broadway pro. Everyone was amazed at her talent. I remember saying "Well, she can sing so well, because she talked so early." And it made perfect sense in my dream. *nodding*
I don't think that logic follows in real life. I'm not watching TV at all tonight, partly to avoid another wacky dream, but mostly to attempt some discipline in the number of sleep hours I get.
I just got home from Tai Chi and I'm tired from struggling to look graceful whilst moving from the "flying dragon" pose to the "dragon landing" pose. Sounds simple enough, but I've found I cannot stand on tip-toe anymore without wobbling. When did I lose that ability? Maybe after one of the last 3 ankle sprains? I don't know, but it made me slightly sad to face that fact. I'll continue to work, and hopefully regain my tip-toe stance skills, but I have a mountain of muscles to strengthen.
Do I sound discouraged? I'm really not. The Tai Chi class is the hardest one for me, and so I usually come away feeling tired and clumsy. But tonight I'd forgotten to take my Excedrin/Advil cocktail before class, and I didn't wear my ankle brace. And I'm not in any pain. That's progress, my friends. Even if I do still move through poses like a sleepy bear.